countdown to de-sat(uration)

Here we go…. I can already feel the nostalgia. As I get older the nostalgia almost seems to hurt a little more than the withdrawal. Music brings this on more than anything else. WSB was more than right when he said a sick junky’s best friend is music. There’s literally nothing available that comforts more […]

the light shining darkly

Every now and then, certain types of people need to recycle themselves; I consider myself one of those people. What others view as evolution I see as degradation. I was able to see more than my fair viewing share of this when working in Hillsboro, spending time amongst Mormons and tightwads, fat cunts and retards. […]